The next morning, after Takahashi finished the show, he took the address with Maori Gongxin and went to the first little player who passed the "Golden Digger Championship".

Since there is no specific information, I only know the gender of the passerby, and the age is ten years old.

Therefore, Takahashi and Maori Gongxin thought of several interview routines. However, they had never practiced them. Although they felt that there were no loopholes, they were just talking about it on paper. Maybe when they really met the little players, these routines were as ridiculous as sieves.

Subway, subway, walking.

After changing the subway, I got off at a place close to the address on the paper, and Takahashi and two others walked on the street.

"Ding Dong!" The doorbell rang.

This is a single-family house. What makes Japanese housing different from other countries is that this kind of ordinary single-family house has a higher price than an apartment building.

This can be seen from the animation "Crayon Shin-chan". The house of Shin-chan is not as high-end as that of Kazuma's apartment.

Although Hiroshi Nohara is also a top student who graduated from Waseda, Miya's daily life is simply the ultimate life in the dreams of many women. They eat, sleep, eat, and buy when they are bored...

"Ding..." The fifth doorbell opened before the doorbell rang.

Takahashi was a little confused when he saw the woman opening the door. Isn’t this the mother she met on the Shinkansen yesterday? Could it be...

"Mom, mom, is Takahashi coming?" A familiar voice came from the room, the sound from far to near. When the little boy walked out of the room and saw Takahashi at the door, he shouted excitedly, "Takahashi, you are here indeed! I just finished watching your show! Have you just come out of the TV station?"

"Well, I just came out of the TV station." Takahashi replied.

Although the little boy's way of speaking seems a bit too big or small, it is not malicious. Being polite often represents distantness. The little boy talks to Takahashi like this, which shows that he really regards Takahashi as a friend.

"Xiao Che!" Mom stared at the little boy's eyebrows and raised her eyebrows. The little boy immediately restrained him a lot. He was still energetic just now, and he became lowered and like a Bodhisattva.

"This is my son Cher Sakurada. Are you here to interview him today? My husband is also a journalist, so he is here to discuss the interview with you two." Sakurada's mother said.

There is a tree in the small yard. Although the branches and leaves are flourishing, Takahashi doesn't know what book it is.

I walked ten steps from the door to take the house. Takahashi took a few steps and stepped into the threshold. He walked into the house and took off his shoes at the entrance, giving Maori Gongxin a comforting look.

There is a door on the left side of the entrance hall, and the living room is on the other side. The TV in the corner of the wall is playing special videos of the weekend. Takahashi glanced at it and seemed to be a work in the Ultraman series.

There was a man sitting next to the square table, and this should be the little boy's mother's husband.

"Hello, let me formally introduce it. I am Takahashi of Hudson. The one next to me is my colleague, Maori Kung. I came to your house today to interview your son, the first passerby of the Gold Digger Championship." Takahashi introduced himself and Maori Kung, and explained his purpose.

Originally, this was what I should have said at the door, but I forgot about the little boy's interruption.

The man raised his head, his eyes couldn't say that there was anything special. Maybe he wanted to pretend to have a sharp look, but he was still far behind Hiroshi Yamauchi.

"I've seen you, on TV." The man pointed to the TV first, then to his children and his wife. "They have also seen you, on the Shinkansen yesterday. You should already know what they said they were doing. I have a manuscript in front of me, and I want to ask you to take a look."

The man pushed the manuscript in front of him forward and pushed it to Takahashi.

"It's a pity." Takahashi sat down, picked up the manuscript on the table, and flipped it page by page. It said from an outsider's perspective that his wife and son met the closest celebrity Takahashi on the way from Kyoto to Tokyo on the Shinkansen.

After reading the manuscript, Takahashi looked up and the man pushed another piece of paper.

Compared with the two pieces of paper, the difference is only one sentence.

"One hour of gaming every day..."

"As far as I say, you are an employee of a game company. I don't know your company. I hope you will let the public know that you once said that playing games for an hour is enough?"

The man said so.

Maori Gongzi was wondering why he had said a good interview just now, but suddenly he became nervous. After seeing the press release written by the man, he realized that Takahashi had already seen the mother and son yesterday. Judging from his current appearance, it seemed that Takahashi had left a handle on what he said yesterday. This man is now extorting...

"As long as you ask my leader, I can tell our leader on your behalf if you have any requirements." Takahashi said.

He didn't think that he was wrong. The main audience of Hongbaiji is children, and no parent wants his children to be addicted to electronic games every day.

Besides, if this mother hadn't had that look yesterday, Takahashi wouldn't have said such a thing.

Looking at the journalist in front of him and then looking at the manuscript in front of him that had some facts removed. Takahashi inexplicably felt a little anxious to laugh.

"Do you want your leader to know that you have said such stupid things?" The man did not follow Takahashi's thinking, but followed his own rhythm.

"So what if I don't want to? I don't want to deceive my leader. I don't think it's a behavior worth advocating, especially in front of children." Takahashi said in a humble and arrogant manner.

Maori Gongren, who was almost completely watching the show, heard this sentence and felt a little admiration for the colleague who was younger than him.

If you make a mistake, say it. Although it sounds simple, how many people can do it?

He put himself in his shoes and regarded himself as Takahashi. Maybe he would surrender directly in the face of such blackmail. Journalists, media, and anyone living in modern society know their horror. Because what they report will be regarded as facts by the public, and no one will care about what the real facts are.

Thinking of this, although Maori Gongxin admired him, he still quietly pulled the corner of Takahashi's clothes and looked at Takahashi, wanting to make him surrender.

One hour of gaming is enough. If you play for an hour every day, no matter how you think about it, it shouldn’t be said by the game manufacturer…
Chapter completed!